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The blue ball. I'll take it in hand.
This - the Earth. On Earth, there are flowers.
The world is full of sounds. And all these sounds
I gently woven into a wreath of beauty.
I pick up euphony tunes
They perch all bliss poems -
All these songs around the world Let them wander
To fill the world with a sense of love.
I'll find in this world your way -
Women to that beautiful no!
These eyes. These hair. Voice.
That smile - like sunlight.
Light gold. He bottomless flows.
This whole world is illuminated by the light of the fact!
Grass rustling and birds singing everywhere.
And I live because love